Chapter 65: Wife

The rain had intensified significantly since they had first emerged from the mall.

It was safe to say their timing for returning home was less than ideal.

“If only we had waited a little longer to come back, we wouldn’t be drenched to the bone like this,” Su Cheng lamented, wringing out the hem of her sodden skirt with a helpless expression.

“Go take a quick shower; I’ll fetch you some clothes.”

Yin Xuelian pushed open the villa door, her fingers still wringing out her dripping hair.

“Alright.”

Su Cheng’s gaze swept over Yin Xuelian, who was thoroughly soaked, lingering for just a fleeting moment on her chest before her own cheeks flared crimson.

The rain-drenched dress clung to Yin Xuelian’s form, revealing the vibrant red lingerie she wore beneath. Under the soft glow of the lights, it sculpted a tantalizing silhouette that sent a jolt of heat through Su Cheng’s veins and stirred her very soul.

“Aren’t you going yet? What are you spacing out about?” Yin Xuelian asked, tilting her head to observe Su Cheng, a subtle smile playing on her lips.

“Right away… right away.”

Su Cheng hastily lowered her gaze, her heart hammering against her ribs as if desperate to escape her chest.

Kicking off her soggy shoes, she sprinted barefoot up the stairs, not even bothering with slippers.

‘How odd,’ Yin Xuelian mused.

As Yin Xuelian tidied up the entryway, she couldn’t help but chuckle softly, watching the trail of small, damp footprints lead all the way up the staircase.

Inside the bathroom, Su Cheng swiftly shed her soaked clothes, her lips a faint white and trembling slightly.

‘Calm down,’ she chastised herself, ‘it was just a glimpse of lingerie. Is there any need to be this flustered?’ She muttered, turning on the shower and letting the warm spray cascade over her body.

The hot water allowed her taut nerves to unwind slightly. Su Cheng closed her eyes, and in her mind, Yin Xuelian’s voluptuous figure reappeared, along with the undeniable urge to bury herself within those captivating curves.

‘Hmph, hmph, calm down…’

Su Cheng opened her eyes with a faint gasp, staring blankly at her own legs as streams of water cascaded down her fair skin, gathering at the drain.

A soft creak echoed.

The bathroom door swung open, and Yin Xuelian, carrying a change of clothes, slipped inside while Su Cheng was still lost in her own thoughts.

Before Su Cheng could even register her presence, Yin Xuelian had already stripped off her own clothes, only then choosing to speak.

“Sweetheart, I’ve brought your clothes.”

“W-waaah! Sister Lian… what are you doing?!” Su Cheng shrieked.

Su Cheng’s startled cry reverberated through the bathroom, causing the very lights to flicker momentarily.

“Hmm? I haven’t even done anything yet. Why such a fuss?”

Su Cheng instinctively crossed one arm over her chest, while the other hand frantically shielded her lower regions.

Her cheeks burned scarlet at the sight of Yin Xuelian’s flawless, pale form. Su Cheng averted her gaze, stammering, “I… I clearly locked the bathroom door! How did you get in?”

Yin Xuelian chuckled triumphantly, dangling a key. “This is my home, sweetheart. I have a hundred ways to get into my own bathroom.”

“Damn it, you even have that trick up your sleeve! You’re ruthless!” Su Cheng’s anger deflated instantly. This was, after all, Yin Xuelian’s territory, and she truly had countless ways to get what she wanted.

“Hehe, looks like we get to shower together again, sweetheart.”

“You… you stay away! I’ll report you for indecency!”

Clutching the showerhead, Su Cheng adjusted it to a more forceful spray, hoping to deter Yin Xuelian from approaching.

She knew perfectly well that she couldn’t ultimately stop Yin Xuelian, but every second she could delay was a victory.

“Hmph hmph, sweetheart, where do you think you’re going to run?”

“A-ah~”

“Got you.”

With a sudden lunge, Yin Xuelian advanced, completely unfazed by Su Cheng’s showerhead assault. She wrapped her arms around Su Cheng’s waist, pulling her flush against her own body.

She gently took the showerhead from Su Cheng’s grasp and rehung it. The warm water cascaded over both of them, and steam swirled intimately around their forms.

“Sweetheart, it’s not good to play around with the showerhead,” Yin Xuelian purred, a look of smug satisfaction blossoming on her beautiful face. She then savored the delicate scent of Su Cheng’s shoulder in her embrace. “Mmm, so sweet.”

“Mmm…”

The lingering heat on Su Cheng’s shoulder was a warmth far more intense than any hot water could provide.

A deep crimson blush spread from Su Cheng’s cheeks all the way to her earlobes. She pressed her lips together shyly, utterly unable to utter a sound.

She felt as though she would be scared senseless by Yin Xuelian one of these days, given her constant stream of unexpected actions.

Could this truly be the same docile, top-performing student Yin Xuelian she remembered?

It was virtually impossible to imagine they were the same person at all!

Yin Xuelian gently embraced Su Cheng’s waist, her soft, rounded curves pressing intimately against Su Cheng’s delicate back. The yielding touch sent the temperature of Su Cheng’s cheeks soaring.

What man could possibly withstand such a voluptuous assault?

Even Su Cheng, now a girl, found herself utterly overwhelmed.

“Sweetheart.”

“Hmm?”

Su Cheng responded instinctively, causing Yin Xuelian to beam with delight.

“We’ve already taken wedding photos,” Yin Xuelian murmured, subtly tightening her embrace around Su Cheng’s slender body, then gently turning her around. “Doesn’t it feel just like we’re married?”

Su Cheng froze for a moment, a deep blush creeping onto her cheeks, while a flicker of shyness danced in her eyes. Her little heart began to pound even faster.

“Wh-what nonsense are you spouting? Sister Lian, you’re always thinking such preposterous things.”

Yin Xuelian chuckled softly, her eyes, clear as a spring, shimmered with an unusual depth of emotion.

“We’ve already kissed, and we’ve taken wedding photos. Are you going to pretend you don’t know me now?”

Seeing her resort to such specious arguments, Su Cheng pouted playfully. “How can you count it like that? That’s utterly unreasonable!”

“Am I? I’m quite reasonable, you know.”

“No, you’re not! I haven’t seen any evidence of that.”

“Because I like you, and there’s no reason for that.”

“That’s sophistry!”

Su Cheng finally understood: when someone was truly shameless, they could utter the most ridiculous things.

“Hehe, sweetheart, listen closely.”

Yin Xuelian’s tender voice, mingling with the gentle rush of water, filled Su Cheng’s ears. In Yin Xuelian’s soft gaze, only Su Cheng’s wide, bewildered eyes were reflected.

“What? What are you trying to do?”

Su Cheng blinked rapidly, listening intently.

Despite having mentally braced herself, the words about to escape Yin Xuelian’s lips still brought a blush to her cheeks.

“Wifey~”

That sweet, tender endearment, whispered so softly, managed to cut through the rushing water, its sound clear and undeniable.

“Wh-why… why are you suddenly calling me that?” Su Cheng stammered, staring at Yin Xuelian with a mixture of shock and indignation, her gaze never leaving those bright, captivating eyes. “Who… who’s your wifey, you dummy…”

“Why, you, of course, my sweetheart.”

Yin Xuelian smiled, gently cupped Su Cheng’s face, and leaned down, pressing a direct kiss onto Su Cheng’s lips. Su Cheng had no time to react whatsoever.

Their lips, a mix of warmth and coolness, carried a rich, orange-like fragrance that even the torrent of water couldn’t wash away.

Su Cheng’s almond-shaped eyes widened as she gazed into Yin Xuelian’s eyes, so close to her own. She tried to push her away, but her strength was no match for Yin Xuelian’s.

Each time Yin Xuelian held her, Su Cheng invariably felt a profound warmth, and now, without the barrier of clothes, that comforting heat spread directly to her very core.

‘But to just call me ‘wifey’ right away… that’s too much of a foul play!’

‘If anyone should be called ‘husband,’ it should be me…’

‘Pah, pah, what am I even thinking? Aren’t we just good friends?’

‘How did we suddenly become a married couple?’

Su Cheng’s head spun as Yin Xuelian held her tightly, and the mingling of their breaths left her yearning for more.

‘I am not her wifey!’

After a few minutes, Su Cheng gently pushed Yin Xuelian away.

The water could wash away the faint lingering scent from her lips, but it couldn’t erase the floral fragrance that still filled her mouth.

“Wifey~ call me ‘hubby’ and let me hear it~”

Su Cheng’s face was flushed with embarrassment, but she merely rolled her eyes at Yin Xuelian.

“Sister Lian, you’re truly… I’m not calling you that!” Su Cheng retorted playfully.

“Oh, come on, just say it! I want to hear it so badly.”

A triumphant smile spread across Yin Xuelian’s exquisite face.

“No! You’re a big dummy! Ah… Achoo…”

No sooner had Su Cheng finished speaking than she let out a sneeze, which only drew more teasing laughter from Yin Xuelian.

“Looks like you spoke too soon, haha.”

Su Cheng playfully slapped Yin Xuelian’s arm with a childish, feigned ferocity. “Big meanie, big meanie!”

This was followed by a rapid succession of sneezes.

Yin Xuelian burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.

Su Cheng was utterly speechless; it felt as though even the heavens were conspiring against her.

Yin Xuelian was clearly the one causing trouble, so why wasn’t she being punished?

‘Could this be my retribution for having dumped her in my previous life?’

Su Cheng sniffed hard and shivered, a sudden chill washing over her.

“I’m not playing with you anymore! You big meanie, Sister Lian! Achoo!”

“Haha, sweetheart, don’t curse anymore, or you won’t be able to stop!”

“Big dummy… Achoo!”

Su Cheng, looking utterly disheveled, quickly put on her clothes and fled the bathroom, her head still buzzing from the incessant sneezing.

It was all Yin Xuelian’s fault!

Achoo!